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When their bout was finished, Kluuto saw the scribbling goblin immediately walking towards Sabu and giving compliments at him and his partner's battle ability. She was quite surprised at the display. She didn't take him as such a bold person.

Kluuto then heard the chief's answer to her and the other goblin's question. So it wasn't exactly magic. For the human, it was a combat art of some sort. For Gabu, it was him utilizing his gift of unleashing and amplifying the latent power inside his body. Apparently, he and the chief had some dragon blood in them. The chief couldn't really use it to his advantage that much but Sabu had the perfect gift to bring out that draconic power.

The chief then also explained where they could learn magic properly. Aya should be able to teach her basic magical theorems. She could also learn from the humans but the fact that the humans seemed to use a type of magic that was unusable for monsters like her seemed quite counterproductive to her. It wouldn't hurt to just know the facts though, just for curiosity's sake.

Kluuto thought about which route she wanted to take first. She could train in that vibration combat art thing or learn basic magic from Aya first. Logically, the latter would be the better option since Aya was a part of the goblin tribe so she should be willing to teach her right away. And besides, she couldn't see herself being a frontline fist to fist fighter.

"Greetings," Kluuto followed, bowing at Sabu and the human woman, "I am Kluuto, one of the newborns. Like Rekzild said (she finally knew his name), that was quite a battle. I've never seen such power before, though I am a newborn after all so that's to be expected..." She scratched her head, not sure how to continue. "And if it's alright with you, I would like to accompany you to your next outing to the human city. My gift is language comprehension so I could understand the human tongue right away and I would like to hone that gift of mine."

Kluuto stood there, a bit tense as she waited for his response. She wasn't sure on the manner she should speak with him. Formal? Or more casual? He was the son of the chief after all.

[@Moonlit Sonata][@Malchivo]